"We're naturally beautiful, no need for those chemical weapons..." Little Demon Gardner raised his palm, gently caressing Memoria's small face, "Besides... my dad doesn't like women wearing makeup, wearing it would just be a minus."
This was far more effective than any compliment.
As soon as Memoria heard that Father Gardner didn't like women wearing makeup, she immediately gave up the idea.
In her heart, she was still not confident.
"Then..." Memoria opened the car's makeup mirror, looking at her face, "Do I look especially bad and haggard?"
From the driver's seat, Little Demon Gardner chuckled softly.
Memoria frowned and turned her face, "Why are you laughing, am I that funny?"
He reached over to hold her hand, Little Demon Gardner raised his hand to tidy her hair.
